Letters to the Editor – June 28

Dear Editor,

Within the Declaration of Independence it states:

“…Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security…”

We as a nation have been bending, flexing and suffering for decades in the face of an ever expanding, intrusive and abusive federal government. Many are ready to snap under the weight of unconstitutional regulation and the continuous onslaught on our God-given rights and our liberties.

This Fourth of July it would behoove everyone to re-read our Declaration of Independence and our U.S. Constitution. Compare what they say to our current reality and ask yourself whether we are living under the self governing principles originally envisioned by the authors of these transformational documents. I suspect many will answer no.

So what is to be done, nothing? That is one action unlikely to elicit a change in direction.

Just elect ‘good people’? I think we try and believe we are doing that every time we vote.

I am not suggesting that we throw off such Government or provide new Guards, but I do think it is our duty to put said government back in its constitutional box. We have the power to do that through our State Legislature as outlined in Article V of the U.S. Constitution.

This Fourth of July, let’s all reflect on what independence and liberty means to us and decide if we want to take it back. I know I do. If your answer is yes, check out conventionofstates.com.

Julie Baker

 

Dear Editor,

I thought I would like to put in words what a wonderful place we live in.

As the years roll by things sometime get very difficult so I want to tell that sometimes good things happen.

Someone came to my house and said “what happened to your tree?” I had been out that morning to check to see if the deer had visited my flowers but I hadn’t gone to the other side of the house. So I went to see and there lay the Giant Balm of Gilede tree and my heart almost jumped out. The tree had broken in half from high above and the top half fell over in the yard. It landed mostly in a lilac tree which it didn’t hurt.

Missed a tall water spigot and most of all didn’t go toward the neighbor’s house. How fortunate it didn’t do any damage. Well I started to worry. The time had come when we have trouble picking up a toothpick and this is a huge tree!

Not to worry. I live in Wyoming and a great town, Sundance. The first visitor took care of the branch that was on the sidewalk another friend called and said he would come and help. So next morning I went out to look and he had already been there and had the branches cut and moved to the curb for loading, which he would do.

However, my son drove by in his pick up, stopped and loaded the branches, came back for a second load and my tree worries were over.

But that is not the end of good things to remember and be thankful for.

When it snows I would look out and wonder if we could handle the snow shovel. Not to worry as I look out and see no snow on the walks, they have been neatly shoveled.

We have lived in Sundance for over 60 years and this kind of kindness has been repeated many times in many places, in different ways because of the wonderful people who live here.

I am sorry for people who live in places where they don’t know their neighbors. I am thankful every day for the privilege and as one of my children says, “We grew up in Super Sundance.”

We often sing God Bless America and sometimes change it to God Bless Sundance or God Bless Wyoming.

Incidentally that was a vicious wind that blew the tree in half. Seems our weather is changing.

Rose Zella Proctor